| Monday, April 6, 2009 |
| Picture/Poem When We Feel Like It #4 |
The Rainy Day by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is cold, and dark, and dreary
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
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Sailing Hippos
Louisville, Ky, United States
Marina-
Marina is kinda cool, it depends on if she is talking or not. She likes writing, and is really good at it, especially poetry. She sees people's auras, which is pretty awesome. However, don't piss her off, because then she can put a Bosnian curse on you. She also plays soccer, and is going pro at some point in her life.
Ben-
Ben is the runt of the Hippos. He's often picked on and abused by his "larger" siblings. He is amazing at everything he does, besides being nice, because he is an arrogant son of a hippo. He has an unquenchable thirst for water, which is good, because we live in water. He doesn't know how to put on eyeliner, but it doesn't matter...because he's a guy. We hope.
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